The Decemberists Follow

Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets

Staring over at the neighbor's, knickers down.

He's got his knickers down.

So the summer is eternity for you?

Sleeping in until your father's shaking you down,

He's shaking you down.

And the mailroom shift gets a real short shrift

As you dole out the packages, no-one seems to want you around,

All skulking around.

Let your legs loll on the lino

'Til your sinews spoil.

Will you stay here for a while, dear,

'Til the radio plays something familiar?

Plays something familiar.

All a-drifting, he's a no-good boyo

Sent a-fishing for a whalebone corset frame

(His only catch all day)

So he sits and lets the current take him

A gentle breeze will leave his pants in disarray

And at his ankles lain.

As he drifts to sleep with a moan and a weep.

He is decked by a Japanese geisha with a garland of pearls.

How she twists and twirls!

Let you legs loll on the lino

'Til your sinews spoil.

Will you stay here for a while, dear,

'Til the radio plays something familiar?

Plays something familiar.